The other slaves seemed to constantly brainwash me and treat me as a complete female but my mind refused to believe them. Some small change was howeve... there and that was what scared me. I seemed to enjoy putting on the make up and the sexy dresses. The feel of the light smooth skirts on my legs and the unrestricted movement that trousers don't provide usually left me quite excited.Some of this was noticed by Rohana, the head slave, who must have reported this to Princess Laila. The princess. He kissed her a long time giving her plenty of tongue before he then rubbed a hand over the outside of her tit. She did not stop him so his next kiss he put it under her top and rubbed her huge jug through her bra. Next he unsnapped her bra and rubbed her hot flesh feeling her nipples get hard. It did not take him long to get her top off and he was licking and sucking her nice big fleshy tits. He told her "You are just so sexy. I love your body." He took her hand an put it on his dick and. ”“Charlotte, will you at least answer one question?”“As long as we can remain civil. Your father was too good a man to have this time become a battle royal.”“Why would you support their marriage?”“Robert, I don’t think you want to hear the answer.”“Yes, I really want to understand.”“I think she’ll make him happy enough not to need a mistress. That, alone, will make her a better wife than I am.”“Charlotte! What are you talking about?”“Robert, darling, do you really want me to start naming names. " A clean cut young man, probably a grad student, was behind the counter to our immediate right and he looked nice and normal. Even cute, but I wasn't ever going to date a guy who worked in a porn shop, you know?"Hi," I answered, feeling my tummy tighten with nervousness. I'd never been in an adult bookstore in my life!"Come on." Karen grinned at me, looking like a high school girl in her plaid skirt and golden t-shirt with a pissed off gopher emblazoned on it."Dildos?" I giggled because that's.